With the tender touch of your fingertips, my cock suddenly twitched and we both, in unison, let out a moan that came from deep within our throats. For...what seemed to be quite a while, we remained there motionless atop the bench, with you impaled on my lap, and I with my arms wrapped around you. When reality began to finally set in, you turned your face towards me and smiled. ‘Oh my God baby, that was so, wonderful. I really, really needed that. But now I must get back to work. As much as I’d. "I am breathless - and I'm going to come in about one minute." Maggie's legs were twitching, and she was rocking back and forth, thrusting her hips forward to take in more of Fiona's tongue, feeling her teeth, the wetness of her mouth."May I leave you for a moment?" asked Oscar, taking away his hands from her breasts, sliding away from her while lowering her head to the cushion. "I'd like to be inside Fiona when you come," he said. He pulled off his t-shirt and shorts and threw them aside.Fiona. " It wasn't said proudly or arrogantly, but like a neutral acknowledgment of my praise."Was your husband there at McAlester's with you?" I asked."Yes, he was," she replied."I'm sorry for your loss."In the heat of battle when there is just you and a man trying to kill you, sometimes the rest of the world is a blur around you. You can read his thoughts because ever fiber of you is focused on him. For a moment, I saw Cora Mae Stockman that way. Every breath and muscle twitch and nuance of her face. She had nom place else to go.Mike and Jenny were oblivious to Mary's musings. They were standing in the living room, hugging and kissing. Mike was 6'0" and 2051bs. Jenny was 5"7" and 120 lbs. Her red hair made a nice contrast to Mikes black hair. And her green sparkled when they looked into his brown ones. They were a good match.Mary was a slightly shorter copy of her sister. But where Jenny's bust was a respectable 36D, Mary had 34C at best.Mike slipped his hand up to cup his wife's left tit..